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“You’ve twisted my arm,” I reply with a moan.
He smiles. “That was easy.”
I feel Chase wind his fingers around my panties and yanks hard, the elastic protesting. When a ripping sound fills the air as he shreds the delicate lace, I pull away and glare.
“Dammit, Chase! Those were expensive!”
“I’ll buy you whatever you want next time we go shopping.”
“Why bother, you’ll destroy those too.”
Not replying, he lifts me against the wall and holds me in place with one arm wrapped around my backside. With the other, he releases his cock from his underwear. He clenches his jaw as he lifts me higher. Although I can’t see it, I feel him positioning himself at my entrance before he loosens his grip, which causes me to slip down onto him. He feels undeniably good inside me.
“You can be as loud as you want,” he reminds.
I narrow my eyes, but I’m not mad. “I knew there was a reason you wanted to do this now.”
Months ago, Chase told me that he loves when I’m vocal during our lovemaking, saying it turned him on to hear how much pleasure he gave me. I hate to disappoint, so as he thrusts into me, I practically scream at the sensation. From somewhere in the apartment, I hear my phone going off. It’s probably Lexi wondering where we are.
“Yes, Chase, fuck me!” I cry over it.
Both of his hands under my ass, and he hikes me higher so he can thrust even harder. Every slap of his body against mine sends me higher and higher. Adjusting briefly, he pins me in the exact position for him to drive against my most sensitive spot, and I see stars. All I want to do is come every second he slides in and out. With a strangled moan, I climax with Chase following close behind, him grunting as he spills into me. When he finishes, he strains as he holds me against the wall with his head buried in my hair.
“I love you, Megan,” he whispers. “I love you so much.”
Since he’d admitted his love for me a week ago, him saying my favorite phrase has been a daily occurrence, especially when we have sex.
“Chase, can you put me down? My back is hurting.”
“Oh, baby, forgive me. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No, I’m fine.”
Only after he lets me stand do I realize something. No condom.
“You didn’t use a condom,” I say blankly. “You forgot.”
He makes a small gesture with his hand. “I got my test back today, clean.”
“But I didn’t get mine back.”
I had taken an STD test on Monday, so the results wouldn’t be back for another few days.
“I probably violated HIPAA laws,” he begins, “but I made them rush the results at the hospital and was able to find them out today. You’re clean. As long as you’re taking the pill, you’re fine.”
“Well, I’m taking it, so no surprise babies.”
“I wouldn’t mind another one,” he says easily.
“Chase, I barely got my body back from CJ. Now you want another? I want to be married the next time I’m pregnant.”
“We can talk about that, but I would love to see you pregnant. I want to see my child grow in your belly. You must have been sexy when you were pregnant.”
With a self-deprecating huff, I move to get ready once more. He follows me into the bathroom so we can both clean ourselves.
“Oh yeah, I was sexy. All bloated with swollen ankles and circles under my eyes from not sleeping.”
“I’m sure you were beautiful.”
